My Immortal Cultivation Game Life Chapter 20

Silent all night.

The next morning, Lu Yi got up and had breakfast with Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi. Lu Gaoyang said, "Let's go, let's go to Yanwutai!"

Lu Yi looked at Lu Gaoyang's outstretched hand, his face changed, and he said quickly, "Old Lu, wait! Today I plan to go by myself!"

Lu Gaoyang's hand stopped, and he looked at Lu Yi with some doubts: "Why? How convenient is it for me to take you there?"

Lu Yi coughed and said, "You also know that I'm very famous now. It's still early. I passed too early. I'm so embarrassed to be surrounded by people. It's better to go slowly."

Hearing Lu Yi's words, Lu Gaoyang thought about it and thought it made sense. Wang Siqi next to him also smiled and said, "If that's the case, then let Yier go by himself, Yier is also grown up and has his own ideas. ."

The two left with Yujian, and Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Today, he finally didn't have to be carried away, and his impression should still have room for recovery.

Lu Yi had a happy face, and trotted out the door.

When Lu Yi arrived at Yanwutai, there were already many people gathered in Yanwutai, because the audition and pre-selection had been completed yesterday, and now there were very few people in the square, but more and more people in the outer circle of Yanwutai.

Seeing Lu Yi coming over, the eyes of the outer disciples lit up.

"It's Junior Brother Lu Yi!"

"Yesterday, I was thinking of seeing Junior Brother Lu Yi's swordsmanship. Whether it was at Bai Yangfeng or when he was at Yanwutai, I wasn't there. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Lu Yi didn't shoot a single sword yesterday, and I still didn't see it. "

"Yeah, but today we are going to choose the top ten, so we can definitely see Junior Brother Lu Yi's sword!"

Many disciples are vaguely looking forward to it.

Lu Yi walked into the interior of the martial arts arena, near the area of ​​the central arena.

Around the central arena, there are ten larger arenas, and these ten arenas are the arenas for the ranking competition.

In previous competitions, 320 disciples competed in ten arenas, and the top ten disciples were selected.

At this moment, there are already many disciples in the arena area, and these disciples are all in the 320th place.

Seeing Lu Yi coming over, all the disciples looked over, with probing eyes, some were a little wary, and even Lu Yi saw a few hostile eyes.

He glanced at the hostile disciples, they were all disciples of the ninth level of Qi practice.

Lu Yi thought about it for a while and felt that he didn't seem to provoke them.

Lu Yi couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, Lu Yi heard Wang Wulian's voice: "Junior Brother Lu, this way!"

Lu Yi turned his head and saw Wang Wulian waving at him with a smile on his face.

Lu Yi walked over and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wang!"

After speaking, he looked around and asked with some doubts, "Where's Senior Brother Lu?"

Lu Ling's strength is not weak, Lu Yi didn't even see him here.

Wang Wulian gave a wry smile and said, "Brother Lu is unlucky, there is still brother Jiang Fan in the arena he is in, and he failed to advance."

"Senior Brother Jiang Fan?" Lu Yi thought for a while, and then he thought of something: "Is that the senior brother from the tenth level of Qi practice?"

"Who else could it be besides him?" Wang Wulian said.

Lu Yi: "…"

He found that it was not only Senior Brother Li Qi who was unlucky, but Senior Brother Lu Ling was also unlucky.

He clearly has the strength of the top 100, but he didn't even pass the preliminaries.

However, the outer door will not care whether this is fair or not. It is still the same sentence. For cultivators, although luck is illusory, it is really important, and even luck is a part of strength.

Lu Yi also felt that there was nothing wrong with him. He had read various novels in his previous life, and the talents of the children of luck had never been so strong, but they were just like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death. All kinds of good things, who is going to make sense of this?

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, who is that Senior Brother in the green robe? Why do you look at me like I stole something important from him?" Lu Yi was a little puzzled.

That guy's eyes were so unfriendly, it made Lu Yi think he had robbed that guy's wife.

Wang Wulian glanced at the direction Lu Yi indicated, and quickly withdrew his gaze. He grinned and said with a smile, "It's not because Junior Brother Lu Yi that your cultivation has broken through to the seventh level of Qi training."

"What does this have to do with me breaking through to the seventh level of Qi training?" Lu Yi felt a little numb.

"Hey... Because Junior Brother Lu Yi has amazing talent, you already have the combat power of the ninth level of qi training, and now you have broken through to the seventh level of qi training, some people are afraid?" Wang Wulian said with a schadenfreude smile. .

"Junior Brother Lu Yi should also know that the top ten in the annual competition can be exempted from the assessment and enter the inner door directly, right?"

Lu Yi nodded: "I know that."

To be honest, this is also Lu Yi's own goal.

Wang Wulian explained: "Among the outer disciples this year, there are only six brothers and sisters on the tenth level of Qi training, and the remaining four are chosen from the disciples on the ninth level of Qi training. The guy you saw just now is called Mo. Lingxi, he has the strength of the top ten, or he is just stuck in the tenth position, junior brother, do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Yi was stunned, he finally understood why a few guys from the ninth level of Qi practice looked at him with hostility.

It is estimated that those guys are all outer disciples who are qualified to hit the top ten? Now that Lu Yi has been killed, it is equivalent to having one more competitor, not to mention the strength that Lu Yi has shown. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com I am afraid they feel that they are not sure they can win?

As for this guy who looked particularly unfriendly, Lu Yi also understood that this guy just happened to be in the tenth place. If Lu Yi made it to the top ten, he would definitely be pushed out, then he wouldn't be able to enter the inner door. Uncomfortable?

No wonder this guy was so unfriendly, Lu Yi felt a little sympathetic to him.

He sighed and said, "I hope that Senior Brother Mo will have better luck next year."

Wang Wulian: "???"

With black lines all over his head, he looked at Lu Yi who sighed: "Junior Brother, do you think you will definitely be in the top ten?"

Lu Yi said with a smile, "Then there's no need to say that?"

In fact, Lu Yi's goal is the number one. He has not forgotten until now that the task of the Zongmen Grand Competition is rewarded according to the ranking. The higher the ranking, the better the reward.

Wang Wulian grinned and gave Lu Yi a thumbs up: "Junior Brother Lu has courage! But don't underestimate those disciples who can compete for the top ten. They don't want Brother Lu and I to have one or two unique skills. At least, there is a magic technique that has been cultivated to the realm of transformation, and there are even people who have magic tools."

Magic weapon? Lu Yi felt strange, but he had two pieces, a low-grade magic weapon long sword and a pair of middle-grade magic weapon shoes.

As for the transformation technique, it's not Lu Yi's boasting, it's a little bit different from him.

While they were communicating, Dugufang came to the central ring again.

Dugufang looked at Lu Yi and the others, his face was milder than yesterday, and he said, "If you can enter the ranking competition, you are all elite disciples from the outer sect of my Baiyun Sect, and you must be able to enter the inner sect in the future. Today's competition, I hope You guys are doing well. Ranked matches are now on!"

While speaking, Dugufang waved his hand again, and 320 stone tablets appeared, flying towards Lu Yi and the others.

Chapter end